I was afraid of what might happen if I forced them to choose whether to support our marriage or oppose it. I mean I knew you and Jim and a few others ...ould support us but..."Jim turned briefly as he drove and said, "Hell Steve, you need to give folks more credit than that. Most of us could see right away that the old ways of doing things are gone. Most of us lived as we thought the good book said to live. The good book had a lot of prophecy about the future but there's no way you can square. She’d added several new entries to her already impressive blowjob resume lately and her ability (or desire) to keep such activities under wraps had become nonexistent. She smirked and again glanced up at Greg as she twisted her lips smoothly around his penis. Look at where she was currently. It was par for the course. But as good as she’d become at burying the painful parts of the past few months and highlighting only the powerful rushes and sexual satisfaction she’d been getting from her. As she got up way too quickly for him, Les said, “I guess ‘No’ to all three?”No answer.Husband thought, “That is NOT a denial!”Carolyn is the type that fits the tautology, “We get there when we get there.” Les’ type hates being late.Les suggested they get there early, voicing his desire to have some time with the hosts before the party got really going.Wife relented. She reasoned, “Okay, we can get there at the tick of the clock of six. Nobody ever comes early, but we can be fashionably ‘on. I also felt something hot and wet splash onto my chest. She squirted! I released her boobs, lifted her by her hips, and repositioned her twat on my tongue. I stuffed my tongue up her pussy, and ran it along the walls. She reached down and rubbed her clit some more. I was treated to the feel of more hot pussy juice, this time, in my mouth, and down my throat. I was sure I had drunk a half-gallon of her pussy juice before she collapsed. Leaning forward, she found herself face-to-face with my.